The Blue Boat
He wanted a boat
But he never knew
That the boat he would find
Would be painted blue.
It was blue on the outside
And blue inside too
He wondered why anyone
Would paint his boat blue.
Perhaps blue paint was free
On the day it was done
Or perhaps he used blue
Because it was fun.
He had 3 little girls
And they all liked blue
But they didn’t like boats
And this he well knew
So he painted it blue
To get them inside
And out to the river
To go for a ride.
The day came at last
His blue boat was through
So he called all the girls
And his wife, named Sue, too.
They stared at the boat
“Dad! You painted it BLUE!”
He smiled at them all
As they climbed in “2 by 2”
The river was high
The water cold, too
The girls all just shivered
As their lips turned blue.
“Dad! we love the boat
And we love you, too.
But we are all freezing
So this ride is through!”
So he put it away
In his barn for awhile
And whenever he saw it
He couldn’t help but smile.
Ten years passed
And a young man came by
“That boat for sale?”
He asked, rather shy.
“Depends”. Said the boatman
On what you might do
With a nice boat like this
That’s blue, through and through.
I’d row it to town
And back again, too
I don’t own a car
And I kinda like blue.
Well, that’s just fine
This boat is for you!
I’m glad that you like it
And that you like blue, too.
Alright then said the boy
I’ll go get my girl
We’ll take her to the river
And give her a whirl!
Hmmm. I hope it works
Better for you.
Than it did for me
When I did the same, too.
They both came back
The very next day
Jumped in the boat
And rowed her away
The boat came back
With boy and girl too
Laughing and joking
As young people do.
They had a fine time
In fact, she rowed it too
Because her favorite color was
You guessed it – BLUE!
The morale of this story
If one needs one at all
Is to count your blessings
Whenever you fall.
God loves us all
And that means YOU!
And he doesn’t even care
If your skin is BLUE!
F. Thomas – 1/25/11
